Disclaimer: I don't own NDSSG (it's just to long of a name to type out). It belongs to Scott Fellows. And the more I watch this show the more I find myself thinking, Ya know, Ned's kinda, sorta, maybe...cute...

Title: Picture Perfect

Author: Silverflare07

Summary: So now Ned's over Suzie...and he and Moze have just been voted Best Friends by their fellow eight graders... maybe they'll both finally realize that, together, they're picture perfect... .Ned/Moze.

Dedication: Okay! This one goes out to Chibi aka Warlordess. Because it's her fault that I got hooked on NDSSG in the first place. She knows I have a 'best friends should get together complex' god only knows how she couldn't, and she still had to mention that there was an episode where Ned and Moze are rumored to be going out. So, of course, I had to watch it, and, of course, I had to fall in love with both the couple and the show... And so of course you all get this, the fruits of my obsession... Enjoy Chibi! You deserve it for listening to me ramble on about the show!

Author's Note: Okay, I haven't a whole lot of the show so if everyone is horrible OOC please forgive me I'm trying my best. I also have no idea when or how Ned starting liking Suzie so I just made it up. I hope it's not too off the mark, although it probably is.

Extra Info: Okay, this is my first NDSSG fic so I hope you guys don't think the idea is too stupid. This will only be a few chapters long (which is weird because I usually just do oneshots). It started out as a twoshot, but then I realized there was no way so... now it's more like three, maybe four.

Stuff You Need To Know:

"Speech"

Thought

Song Lyrics (not important 'til chapter two)

"You got the information?"

Cookie looked up from his locker, still stuffed with old computer junk even though it was well into the 8th grade. "Hey Ned." Cookie greeted his best friend. "Of course I've got it."

"Really?" Ned raised an eyebrow.

"Of course!" Cookie nodded, smiling brightly. "Like you should expect anything less." He polished his already clean nails on his shirt.

"Great...then tell me!"

"You sure?"

"YES!"

Cookie nodded. "Alright." He pulled Ned closer to him and the locker, determined to keep the conversation as private as it could be at James K. Polk Middle School. "I've figured out why you liked Suzie."

Ned shrugged off the arm Cookie had thrown around his shoulders. "Are you gonna tell me or not?"

"Hold on." Cookie breathed in deeply. "You have to be patient."

Ned grabbed his friend's collar. "I don't have time for patience! We only have a couple of minutes until next period."

Ned released Cookie's shirt and the cyborg nodded. "Okay. I found four main reasons as to why you might have liked Suzie Crabgrass. They are:

Moze was finding new friends so, in an attempt to replace Moze, you attached feelings to Suzie. You know, to sort of fill in the gap.

You liked someone who wasn't as pretty, smart, popular, or just as socially expectable so you transferred your feelings to Suzie because she was.

You jumped on the bandwagon. Everyone else was liking Suzie so you did too.

You honestly liked Suzie for who she is. Because she was pretty and smart and nice."

Ned raised another eyebrow. "Those are your reasons?"

Cookie eyed his friend. "I wasn't finished."

"But none of those seem like good reasons!"

"Let me finish. You usually have the answers in your guide; this time you didn't so you came to me. Let me finish my explanation." Ned nodded for him to continue. "I thought the same thing that you did. Number one couldn't have been right because, usually, when people try to replace someone they find exact duplicates. I mean you would have found Moze's twin if that was the case."

"And number two?"

"Simple. You're not that shallow. Even if you had liked Lisa Zemo," Cookie glanced around, as if just mentioning her name sent the allergy-ridden girl to his side. "You still wouldn't have just repressed them. Not consciously at least."

"Three?"

"Not everyone likes Suzie. At least, not so many people that it would cause you to do it just because they are."

"And four?"

"You didn't know Suzie well enough when you started liking her for it to be that."

Ned wanted to slam his head against the locker. "That doesn't tell me anything! I'm no closer to figuring out why I used to like her than I was before!"

"That's because I wasn't done yet. I was pretty stumped too, until I came across...this!" Cookie whipped out a book from his locker."

"That's our 7th grade yearbook."

"Exactly!" Cookie nodded, grinning like he'd just unearthed a secret.

"...And that helped you how?"

"I found this picture!" He flipped open the book.

"That's Moze's class picture...the one where she's actually smiling." Ned grinned at the memory.

"Exactly."

"That still tells me nothing!"

"Now, now..."

"Hey guys!" Moze walked up to her friends, smiling brightly. "What's up?"

"Uh..." Cookie looked around nervously. "I just remembered that I have to go do...that thing! Yeah, that's it! Bye!" He ran off.

Moze raised an eyebrow while Ned shook his head. "Moze!" He rounded to his best girl friend, who he was now slightly taller than (but only slightly). "You scared off my informant!"

"Sorry." Moze said, though she sounded more confused then sorry. "What's gotten into him?"

"I don't really know." Ned bent down to pick up the yearbook Cookie had dropped. "He was in the middle of showing me this," He flipped it open and it landed on Moze's picture once again, "when you showed up."

Moze smiled at her picture. "I really do like that picture. It's my best smile ever."

"Oh come on, I see those smiles all the time. You really do have a beautiful smile." Ned turned a light shade of pink as the words slipped out of his mouth, just like they had last time.

"Thanks." Moze smiled. "Now what was Cookie showing you before he ran off."

"Oh..." Ned froze for a second. "N-nothing. I just...gotta go find Cookie!" Ned called to her as he raced down the hallway after his friend.

"Okay..." Moze raised an eyebrow at her friend. "What was that all about?"

"Cookie!" Ned burst through the door of the boy's bathroom, the one place Cookie would go if he was avoiding a girl. Although sometimes...when Moze was determined...

"Yeah?" And there he was, leaning against the wall and looking like he'd been waiting for Ned.

"Can we finish the explanation now please?"

"Moze doesn't have you wired does she?"

Ned rolled his eyes. "No, and so what if she did. What's the big deal if Moze knows why I don't like Suzie anymore?"

Cookie looked around, making sure no one was in there with them. "Because she's the reason."

"What?" Ned asked, looking like Cookie had just told him Moze was wearing a bright pink, frilly dress.

"I thought about it for a little while and suddenly it all made sense. None of those things by themselves made much sense but I combined one and two it made perfect sense."

Ned gave Cookie a blank look. "Huh?"

"Moze was making new friends so you felt like there was something missing and you picked Suzie because Moze was trying to be friends with Suzie."

"But I thought you said that I would find someone who was exactly like Moze."

"You would. That's where number two comes in. And why your feelings for Suzie are romantic and not friendly. You did have feelings for someone that was considered socially unacceptable, just not on such a shallow level. You had feelings for your best friend!"

"...I what?" Ned cried, not sure whether he should believe Cookie or not.

Cookie nodded slowly, knowing this was a lot for his friend to swallow. "I'm telling you that you have feelings for Moze. In middle school it's sort of a taboo to be in love with someone you're so close too so, subconsciously, you turned you feelings toward someone else. It just happens that when you did Moze had decided to become friends with Suzie so she became your transfer target. That way you could still hang out with Moze and express those 'unacceptable' feelings because they would be acceptable. Make sense?"

"No." Ned groaned.

Cookie patted his friend on the back sympathetically. "Don't worry, it will."

"I don't even have any tips for this!"

"I figured as much." Cookie pulled out a piece of paper. "That's why I found this!"

Ned took the paper from Cookie and looked it over. "Five Ways To Tell You're In Love With Your Best Friend—the guy version?"

Cookie nodded. "There's also one for girls but I figured you wouldn't need that."

Ned shook his head before turning back to the paper. "One: You start noticing how good they smell even though they swear they've always smelt like that.

Two: You hug them and realize that they fit in your arms really well...better then any one else you've hugged, even your last girlfriend. Three: You hate it when they don't smile, even more then when your guy buddies don't want to hang out and you're bored. You even do stupid things (like end up looking like a chicken) to get them to smile." Ned looked up.

"I added that chicken part in there." Cookie confessed, still grinning.

"Whatever." Ned rolled his eyes and continued reading. "Four: Said smile makes you blush and everyone else but the two of you notices because you're to distracted by the smile (or just by them). And five: When prompted (in anyway) you can vision you and them together and it doesn't seem quite as weird as you always thought it would be."

Ned looked up. "You have got to be kidding!"

Cookie shook his head. "You said you didn't have any hints. So this is what you've got."

"But me and Moze? Come on, I've known her since I can remember! We...I...I can't...right?"

Before Cookie could reply the bell rang, signaling the beginning of their next period. "Well, I guess you'll just have to go with it." Cookie patted Ned on the shoulder. "See you at lunch." And he walked out of the bathroom.

Ned looked after his friend then back down to the paper, distressed. Cookie couldn't be right? He would know if he liked Moze as more than a friend...wouldn't he?

He snapped out of his daze and shook his head. Of course he would, Cookie was just delusional, that was all. He shook his head again and walked out of the bathroom, heading towards his next class... which he shared with Moze...

He was so preoccupied that he didn't even register the flush that was beginning to creep up his neck...

There you go! Chapter 1, I hope you guys like it.

I'll continue if you guys want me too but I'll never know unless you tell me.

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